Second Best
I've been here before,
Being the last to know,
The first to be left,
The last he would,
Come back to,
Never realizing I am
Only second best.
I'd always wonder
Is he breaking up
With her today?
That's the price I pay
For being second best.
I cry in despair
And in hopes that
My broken heart will mend.
In hopes of never being,
Second best again!
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